Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 109
When Lin Zhuming came back from Zijin Mountain, he planned to meditate in the Taoist temple for a period of time.

One is to completely complete the Liujia seal, and the other is to study spells.

It's just that there are few people who are pure and blessed in the world, and it's the same with Lin Zhuming.

Just as Lin Zhuoming was arranging the incense sticks, chanting mantras, speaking, mind and body in front of the statue of the real king.

A young couple came to the door and said in a panic, "Master, something serious has happened, there are monsters!"

Lin Zhuming saw that the couple's clothes were ragged and patched, so he knew they were poor people, so he asked them to sit down and talk slowly.

One of the couple is Ma Santu and the other is Jiang Ximei.

"Master, Erniu knows, my third uncle's eldest cousin, I was introduced by him, you are capable, there must be a way..."

Erniu is the farmer Lin Zhuoming met when he traveled across the country and showed him the way. Lin Zhuoming also visited his house with a bag of pork.

It's very pitiful. As a tenant, I don't have my own land, so I can only help to plant more land. There are elderly parents in the family, and the wife does not have a full skirt, so I can only take care of the children at home.

His family gave birth to three children, all of whom were daughters, so now her daughter-in-law is pregnant again, and she only hopes to be a son.

"Is that because there are monsters in your house, or in his house?" Lin Zhuoming gave them two pancakes.

Their eyes glistened and they swallowed, but they still said, "We're not hungry."

Lin Zhuming smiled: "The real gentleman rewards, but does not charge money."

The two of them glanced at each other, and then started to gobble it up. Lin Zhuoming brought two more bowls of water: "Eat carefully, don't choke."

The two couples were a little shy: "I'm really sorry..."

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Nama Santu then said: "It's Er Niu's family, his mother went on a hunger strike a few days ago..."

"The hunger strike is gone?" Lin Zhuming was shocked: "What's going on here? The last time I watched it was two months ago, and it was still fine at that time. What's going on?"

"The rations are not enough." Ma Santu said, "His family is a tenant of Landlord Ren's family. In previous years, the tenants ran out of food, so they could go to the landlord's house to borrow money. This year, the Ren family's land has become Yuan's family... Rich Yuan Yuan will not borrow money." The food was given to them... and someone was sent to collect what was owed in previous years."

Lin Zhuming did not expect this to happen.

He sighed and said, "Then how can it be considered a monster?"

"After Er Niu borrowed money to bury his mother, his mother came back the next day..."

Lin Zhuming listened: "I'm afraid there is some unfulfilled wish, forget it, Pundao will go with you and lie down."

But he also brought some rations, so he went out with the couple.

When I got to Er Niu's house, I saw that Er Niu was already in shape, so thin that he was out of shape, and his white hair was protruding a lot.

Seeing Lin Zhuming, he forced a smile: "Master Lin, you are here."

Lin Zhuoming took a look into the room, and sure enough, there was a cloud of yin that did not disperse.

Two children have stomachs as big as toads, and an old man is numbly baking Guanyin clay cakes.

Lin Zhuming put down the food, only to realize that the heavy rain did not ease the people's livelihood much.

Lin Zhuming put the food in his hands, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty. This guilt stemmed from the fact that he had enough to eat, but they didn't have enough to eat.

It was transformed from an unbearable heart.

Er Niu wanted to refuse at first, but he held onto the bag of food tightly, reluctant to let go, and finally burst into tears: "Master, I, I am not human, I let my mother starve to death..."

"What's going on, don't worry, just talk slowly, forget it, cook a meal for the children first, and then talk about other things..."

Lin Zhuming went on stage in person and cooked a pot of porridge.

In exchange for tears.

"My mother starved to death!" Er Niu choked up.

The child stared at the pot of porridge numbly, with a green light in his eyes.

"Our family's food rations are not enough. My mother is in charge of the family's finances. She just wants to save as much as she can. Every time she saves the food she picks out of her mouth, it will be poured out in a few days."

"The doctor said, no matter what, you have to feed the old man. Only then did I know that my mother is hungry."

"But no matter what I bring to her, she always turns her head away, neither eating nor drinking."

As Er Niu talked, snot and tears flowed together.

"Why is she so cruel..."

"But the old lady came back the next day after her burial." The old man who made Guanyin pancakes next to her said, "It's the same as when she was alive, except that she doesn't speak."

"It's just that she comes back at night and leaves soon after dawn. She sits here weaving, weaving all night, and sometimes brings back dead mice and frogs..."

"It was alright at first, but at the back, she started to stink, with black hair, fangs, and long nails."

The old man said humanely: "Once when I got up at night, I found that the old woman was not weaving, but was standing on the head of the bed, with green eyes, staring at my granddaughter's exposed toes..."

Lin Zhuming felt a little intrusive when he heard it.

"I'm afraid that after the first seven days, the corpse began to change." The old man said: "Since that day, the old woman went out, and at night we moved the loom outside and locked the door tightly to prevent her from coming in."

Lin Zhuming didn't like it.

"It's just that she weaves more and more wrongly, and she can't sell the price. At night, she knocks on the door with a rumbling sound. Sometimes she stands in front of the window and stares at my granddaughters..."

The old man said humanely: "I'm afraid she didn't come back to life, but turned into a monster. We really don't dare to let her stay at home, so we come to invite the mage..."

Lin Zhuming asked: "Did you offer incense to Qian Qi after his death?"

The Er Niu said: "There is really no money, the funeral is all borrowed money... And we think my mother is alive, not dead..."

Lin Zhuming sighed: "She just doesn't care about you, she has become an obsession, the seven souls in her body have not been separated, and she still relies on her body's memory to come back to do things at night...just like usual."

"If you set up incense offerings, she won't turn into a dead body, just wait for the obsession to dissipate. She didn't have incense offerings, and she starved to death during her lifetime, so she would eat stinky mud, rats, toads, etc. When things get angry, they slowly transform into corpses."

"At this time, her original obsession has become evil."

"Whoever eats the rations she picks up, she will want to eat that person. How much she loved her before, but now she hates him so much."

"You covet the dead to sell the weaving cloth, so you didn't come to find me earlier so that she can rest in peace. Now that the dead body has changed, you say you are not filial..."

Lin Zhuming shook his head, lamenting his misfortune and angering him.

But his family is so poor, I really can't blame him.

The two cows knelt on the ground and wailed loudly: "Mother, my son is not filial, my son is not filial..."

(End of this chapter)